Depression Poems
#depression
Depression takes a person beyond feelings of sadness, to a very dark and lonely place. Poetry about depression offers the reader a glimpse into this darkness and isolation. Depression is a serious mental disorder. A creative outlet, like writing poetry, can offer relief to some sufferers.
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:52pm
Yesterday 7:52pm
His Eyes
Looking out into the night I can feel his eyes
Staring and following my every twist and turn
Keeping me within arms length at all times
Sending alarming chills up my spine
Seeing them glowing eyes staring at me
His dark mind sending sinister thoughts through my mind
Stalking me everyday like I'm some sort of prey
What does he want from me besides my loyalty
I know there was the devil in his dark eyes
He taunted and haunted me until I couldn't succumb the pain
Breaking and stealing my soul every hour of every day
Why me why...
Staring and following my every twist and turn
Keeping me within arms length at all times
Sending alarming chills up my spine
Seeing them glowing eyes staring at me
His dark mind sending sinister thoughts through my mind
Stalking me everyday like I'm some sort of prey
What does he want from me besides my loyalty
I know there was the devil in his dark eyes
He taunted and haunted me until I couldn't succumb the pain
Breaking and stealing my soul every hour of every day
Why me why...
#depression
#dark
#suicide
25 reads
1 Comment
marina2020
Rain Woman
Rain Woman
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:47pm
Yesterday 5:47pm
Bad Days
Today is a bad day
Not your definition
But mine
My type of bad day
involves worrying,
anxiety, and depression
A constant state of
"I can't do this" and
"I'm just done"
The never ending
Thought of
"I'm not good enough"
My type of bad day
involves my brain thinking
"I'm going to fail at life"
"I can't do anything right"
"No one can know how bad I feel because then they will assume I just want attention"
"Just smile, no one cares about your emotions, no one even talks to you. It's not...
Not your definition
But mine
My type of bad day
involves worrying,
anxiety, and depression
A constant state of
"I can't do this" and
"I'm just done"
The never ending
Thought of
"I'm not good enough"
My type of bad day
involves my brain thinking
"I'm going to fail at life"
"I can't do anything right"
"No one can know how bad I feel because then they will assume I just want attention"
"Just smile, no one cares about your emotions, no one even talks to you. It's not...
#sadness
#anxiety
#depression #LifeStruggles
#depression #LifeStruggles
47 reads
7 Comments
StruggleFreePotery
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:08pm
Yesterday 3:08pm
"Natural born killer"
#depression
#dark
#breakup
38 reads
2 Comments
NuBorn
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:46pm
Yesterday 2:46pm
I Am a Troubled Heart
#sadness
#depression
#lust #rejection
#lust #rejection
19 reads
0 Comments
NuBorn
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:00pm
Yesterday 2:00pm
Slashed Wrists
Pour out my blood on a golden cup and take a sip!
From cut veins, my poetry will seep!
All the voices and screams buried in the graveyard of my mind,
the noises and dreams will all be left behind!
Not a day passes by without images of dead souls flooding my thoughts
visual and auditory hallucinations of gunshots sees me inhaling some drug snorts!
Alone, exposed, abandoned and vulnerable, isn't this the best possible solution?
Isn't this my well deserved execution?
"Don't allow such thoughts to deteriorate your mental state" so...
From cut veins, my poetry will seep!
All the voices and screams buried in the graveyard of my mind,
the noises and dreams will all be left behind!
Not a day passes by without images of dead souls flooding my thoughts
visual and auditory hallucinations of gunshots sees me inhaling some drug snorts!
Alone, exposed, abandoned and vulnerable, isn't this the best possible solution?
Isn't this my well deserved execution?
"Don't allow such thoughts to deteriorate your mental state" so...
#depression
#suicide
#MentalHealth
30 reads
2 Comments
Brando
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:30am
Yesterday 2:30am
Wingtips
He came walking up to me, steam erupting from his fingertips, and he bit down hard on his lip.
His blood played like finger cymbals, glowing red.
His tongue was muscular.
His skin was outer-space dust.
He was mad as hell. I had committed a crime, and it was up to him to process me.
He flipped the brim of his hat up and back and fumed from the sides of his mouth and his expanding nostrils.
Pallor descended when he saw what I had grasped in my little criminal claw.
The head of one of his own.
He froze, knowing the rightness of it, the shame this...
His blood played like finger cymbals, glowing red.
His tongue was muscular.
His skin was outer-space dust.
He was mad as hell. I had committed a crime, and it was up to him to process me.
He flipped the brim of his hat up and back and fumed from the sides of his mouth and his expanding nostrils.
Pallor descended when he saw what I had grasped in my little criminal claw.
The head of one of his own.
He froze, knowing the rightness of it, the shame this...
#depression
#loneliness
29 reads
1 Comment
brokentitanium
Poem Published
14th Nov 2019 6:37pm
14th Nov 2019 6:37pm
Contender
On this day
As on many days past
Cold hard fatigue
Conspired with
Lifeless gray tasks
And I felt it:
that fist swelling deep in my heart
contractions tightening, ache expanding
rising in waves up my throat
threatening to thwart my intentions
birthing tears as its only release
On this day
Unlike many days past
I sensed its earliest beginnings
resisted its call to melancholy rumination
defied the urge to run flailing
into passionless arms
or sniff the numbing ether
of imagined...
As on many days past
Cold hard fatigue
Conspired with
Lifeless gray tasks
And I felt it:
that fist swelling deep in my heart
contractions tightening, ache expanding
rising in waves up my throat
threatening to thwart my intentions
birthing tears as its only release
On this day
Unlike many days past
I sensed its earliest beginnings
resisted its call to melancholy rumination
defied the urge to run flailing
into passionless arms
or sniff the numbing ether
of imagined...
#depression
#strength
#determination
44 reads
10 Comments
anonymouslyhere
Poem Published
14th Nov 2019 11:23am
14th Nov 2019 11:23am
A Mirror of Voices
Can you hear screams coming from the forest
behind my distressed house?
They sound like they're far away
They aren't
they came from me
It's just an echo reflecting
A mirror of voices
A mirror I wish I could break.
behind my distressed house?
They sound like they're far away
They aren't
they came from me
It's just an echo reflecting
A mirror of voices
A mirror I wish I could break.
#sadness
#depression
#dark
21 reads
2 Comments
Alec_Nori
Alec_Noris00
Alec_Noris00
Poem Published
14th Nov 2019 5:39am
14th Nov 2019 5:39am
Li(f)e
My mind swelled with worthless
thoughts...
My eyes blind
to what was happening in front
My throat clogged
Getting tighter and tighter
Don't speak your mind
Don't be yourself
And most of all
Just keep your ears open
I lose myself
with every waking morning
It's like i'm dust
And I'll blow away at any moment
to never be grounded
To myself ever again
thoughts...
My eyes blind
to what was happening in front
My throat clogged
Getting tighter and tighter
Don't speak your mind
Don't be yourself
And most of all
Just keep your ears open
I lose myself
with every waking morning
It's like i'm dust
And I'll blow away at any moment
to never be grounded
To myself ever again
#anxiety
#depression
#ImSorry
#childhood
#LifeStruggles
32 reads
1 Comment
Alec_Nori
Alec_Noris00
Alec_Noris00
Poem Published
14th Nov 2019 5:31am
14th Nov 2019 5:31am
Broken Heart
Misplaced and thrown away
Dark ruby water pooling the floor
The smile on your face
Everything suddenly..made sense
I didn't mean anything to you
And I was just there for you...
To toy with..
You tore through my ribs
Starving me
and carving my skin
The pools getting darker
you yanked my heart...
Breaking it in two..
The darkness in your eyes..
It haunts me every night
And even in the day light now
You torment me even when...you're gone
I have a hole in my chest now
And...
Dark ruby water pooling the floor
The smile on your face
Everything suddenly..made sense
I didn't mean anything to you
And I was just there for you...
To toy with..
You tore through my ribs
Starving me
and carving my skin
The pools getting darker
you yanked my heart...
Breaking it in two..
The darkness in your eyes..
It haunts me every night
And even in the day light now
You torment me even when...you're gone
I have a hole in my chest now
And...
#anxiety
#depression
#heartbroken
#suffering
#crush
41 reads
2 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
13th Nov 2019 1:06pm
13th Nov 2019 1:06pm
FOOD FOR THE SOUL
Why is it that at times within our lives things seems to wanna just fall apart right before our eyes, then mysteriously leave as if nothing every happen leaving unanswered questions still haunting our mind, yet complicating matters even more deeper than deep intensifing the need to know WHY as it incites our most deepest emotions of our fear.
For even as the reminiscenting thoughts invades our very frequency...
For even as the reminiscenting thoughts invades our very frequency...
#anxiety
#depression
#addiction
#PTSD
#nightmares
48 reads
8 Comments
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
12th Nov 2019 9:18pm
12th Nov 2019 9:18pm
Untitled
nothing is guaranteed to work, nor last; "People" turn against you; this place isn't "fair"; this "place" is a lie; this "place" is rigged; an uphill death trap that makes you question life....
#depression
#TruthOfLife
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